Call me lucky, but when I went to Military College, our dorms, library, gym, and mess hall were all within a 400 yard radius. Never had those issues. Long hours, sure, but food and stuff were supplied, and had lots of variety. And the pistol range was that close as well, so after a long day of cramming, you could sign out a handgun and 500 rounds of ammo and go blow the fuck out of shit. Rather good stress reliever, to say the least. Can't say I have any place that I'm sick of eating at, but there are places I just don't want to eat at because they blow. There's a local sushi place I could eat at every day. It's run by a Japanese family, and the two sushi chefs only speak about 5 words of English. They're on my way home from work, and on my speed dial. Quite often I'll call in an order for pick up, or stop in for an awesome Yaki Udon or something. Really hits the spot on a cold, wet, winter day. My favourite thing to do is go in and basically give them $25 and let the chefs do whatever the fuck they want. I think they really enjoy going off menu every now and then instead of making the 400th California Roll of the day. This was from last Thursday, and cost me all of $20. edit: Hey, fucktards... it's not a cum rag... I've been fighting a cold for a few days and the Kleenex fell off the table. Mind you, it hasn't been easy since the cat died... portable, self-cleaning... it really was quite efficient.